because while some truths lend themselves to equations, others are best described in verse

fear of falling

damn this
restlessness,
leaving me to walk with
an uncompromising swing down
uneven steps and
stare with glassy eyes up
at dark-stained,
chipped fingers,
looking for eternity
under every rock
and left amazed by its transience,
the catch
in my throat keeping
me from completing a
single
breath.